Spottedleaf's Madness

Chapter 3

              "Faster!" Thistleclaw ordered. Spottedpaw did as she was told and sprinted faster to the tree and raked the bark. Spottedpaw licked the bits of bark off her claws and paw.
              "Well done. You're improving a lot during these past moons." Thistleclaw purred.
              Spottedpaw purred from his praise. "I wish you were my mentor instead of that flea bag." Spottedpaw mewed.
              Thistleclaw padded to her side and pressed against her.
              "Yeah, well, I wish you were..." Thistleclaw started to mew, his new trailing off.
              "I was what?" Spottedpaw mewed.
              Thistleclaw started to purr. He looked into her amber eyes with love and warmth.
              "I wish you were my mate." he purred.
              Spottedpaw stared at him for a moment. Her gaze softened as she pressed her cheek to his.
              "I wish we were mates, too." she purred.
              She heard a deep purr rumble in Thistleclaw's throat as he pressed his muzzle to her head.
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              Thistleclaw and Spottedpaw woke up. They padded outside and saw the nursery was full of cats.
              "Did a queen kit?" Spottedpaw mewed.
              Thistleclaw shrugged. "Let's go find out." he mewed as they padded into the nursery.
              Inside the nursery, they saw Bluefur with her tail curled around three kits.
              "Bluefur kitted? Is Thrushpelt the father?" Spottedpaw mewed.
              Bluefur looked up at Spottedpaw and glanced at Thrushpelt.
              "Uh, yeah. Sure." Bluefur mewed before licking her kits.
              Spottedpaw looked over to Thrushpelt and saw affection, but also sadness in his green eyes. He padded out of the nursery, his tail low.
              "What was that about?" Spottedpaw thought. She looked back at Bluefur's kits.
              One kit was a gray tom, so was the gray she-kit beside him. The last one was a white she-kit with gray patches.
             Bluefur pointed her nose to the gray tom. "Stonekit." she mewed. She moved her muzzle to the gray she-kit. "Mistykit." she mewed. She moved her nose the the gray patched she-kit. "Mosskit." she mewed before licking them again.
            Spottedpaw stared at Bluefur's kits. "I wonder when I'll have kits with Thistleclaw..." Spottedpaw thought, purring at the idea of seeing Spottedpaw's and Thistleclaw's newborn kits squirming around her belly.
           "I can't wait to have kits with him." she thought, purring.